Focus your attention, friend On the contract I form here For you will sign your life away As it slides beneath your tears I can offer you a house you want But I lack one for the heart You can have the means to live Just no opportunity to start You may have a wife and child But whom you'll never get to see Supporting and abandoning them With a petty job of misery Don't contemplate alternatives For I'm confident you will find Idealistic fallacies In those inside your mind Please don't ask my name or reason For I find them quite a shame Although they call me life, I'm only What they choose to frame.